"if you could choose to have any superpower, what would it be?"
I don't remember every answer I've given to that question,
but I do know not all superpowers are fun
and there's always a chance
you won't be free to choose
which one you get.
I know, because I didn't get to choose my superpower.
sometimes it has a name, a face,
sometimes it is without these.
sometimes it floats untethered within
until the years are strung together
and the sun comes out.
entineri: a collection of poems like photos almost memories
Jordan selected trays of red flowers from the shop’s garden display - Avery had discovered the need for two more in the midst of planting. children’s voices floated from the school playground across the street; Jordan smiled at the joy warmer spring days brought.
inside the shop, Jordan waited in line to pay, attempted to resist the cute chocolate eggs with toys inside, then, resistance failing, selected two, knowing Avery’s good-natured teasing would only last temporarily. plus, Jordan was bringing the flowers.
“more bad news,” said the person in the front of the line, motioning to a newspaper. “soon it’ll be just like that here.”
Jordan glanced at the headline and remained quiet. news certainly made the two countries seem quite alike, but eighteen years lived experience in one, and over a decade in the other, made Jordan aware of many subtle yet important distinctions.
equality regardless of sexual orientation encompasses much more than marriage;
it is an essential human right.
sexual orientation should not be a limiting factor for:
how welcome or safe students feel at school,
individuals desiring to adopt or have children,
couples who choose to marry,
individuals aiding a significant other who is ill.
people have a wide-open life -
birth, childhood, awkward adolescence, twenties, thirties, and beyond -
we are more than marriage and kids -
all humans are -
and we must not forget that
when we speak of rainbow individuals' rights
and the movement for equality.
marriage equality, while a wonderful milestone,
is not the beginning nor the end,
it is an open doorway with a large window helping everyone to imagine
ways that all humanity can strive toward and achieve even greater equality,
in more spheres of society, through all phases of life.
the quilt of life is woven
with friends, family and new joys,
with happiness and sunshine,
brilliant bulbs and buds,
springtimes and spritely children,
with love and warmth,
thanks and hope -
life has colour,
1769 Saturday Cove